"You said you hate yourself So let me feed you strawberries off a plate I bought from a widow Who was selling her husband’s things And we’ll see if you still hate yourself If you still hate yourself I’ll eat you out for an hour in your room ‘cause I love giving head If you still hate yourself We’ll cut ourselves and swallow chunks of broken glass I don’t care about finishing college I’ll buy the biggest TV that my credit card allows me We’ll watch the food network for the rest of our lives”
So watch out, You’re in danger. You never know it, But you know that it’s possible. Your name, The way it looks Carved into the cover of the telephone book. I don’t care. I’m never gonna. It sounds better when you’re high on marijuana.